Jackie Powers Writing Blog

Fear is such an interesting thing, especially when it can’t be traced back to anything real.

Why can’t I edit this manuscript? Why can’t I make myself sit down at the computer and work? Why is everything else in the house more attractive? Why are there so many chores that absolutely have to be finished before I can sit down and edit? Why does everything else suddenly take precedence? Why can’t I do it, it’s not really that big of a deal?

So I ask myself, is it fear? If so, what am I afraid of? Success? Failure? Imperfection? What? Everything? Nothing?

And it’s all so stupid that I’m seriously annoyed at myself. **sigh**